Of Banquets, Bastards, and Burials

Find a place to bury me Toss my brain into the see Leave me out inside the rain So I may find my ways again Everything is twisted Into a thousand knots So much pressure in my mind My thoughts are ought to pop! I might just end up on the floor Someone shut and lock the door I hope you're comfortable with gore So hang me up and pull the cord Now you see what the rope is for not the razor blade of course Kill me twice And kill me more Show me what you've got in store Hey how ya doing? Well I think that I'm okay At least that's what I say We live in different brains But I think mine is insane They always give me pills That I never wanna take But I feel like I might break Away From this life I know Find myself another home Live out the rest of my days Somewhere out in the unknown I'm all alone They took my crown They stole my throne Now i fear I'm overthrown They cut my neck And broke my bones